Bath Time: Daddy’s Dirty Pleasure

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“It’s bath time, Daddy!” I giggle, knowing full well the naughty implications of those words. I’m your little girl, but tonight, I want to be your filthy whore.

As I soap up my body, I imagine your lustful eyes feasting on my every curve. The water isn’t the only thing getting steamy, Daddy. My pussy’s dripping wet, anticipating your perverse touch.

You lurk behind me, that sinister smile of yours sending shivers down my spine. Your hands, rough and experienced, envelopes my body, leaving no inch untouched. I feel your breath on the back of my neck, and a shudder of anticipation runs through me.

Your finger dives into my soppy cunt, and you gruffly remind me I’m your little slut tonight. The water’s splashing, mixing with our primal desires as you tease and taunt me.

“Daddy, please!” I plead, knowing that’s the dirtiest word in your dictionary. You chuckle, enjoying my desperation, and finally, grasp your thick shaft.

You pick me up like a rag doll, soap suds cascading down my body, and impale me on your juggernaut. We’re Bucking like wild animals, creating a frothy mess, the water churning with our delectable sins.

You give it to me rough, just how I like it. And when you’re ready to cum, you grind me harder, letting loose your hot, sticky load. You make sure every inch of me is drenched in it.

Oh, Daddy, you know just how to get your girl screaming.

 

 

 

 

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